إِنif كانَis لَيليmy night داجdark
إِن كانَ لَيلي داج
وَخانناand has betrayed us الإصباحdaybreak
وَخاننا الإصباح
If my night is dark
If my night turns dark
and daybreak has betrayed us,
And dawn betrays us
فَنورهاthen its light الوَهّاجblazing
فَنورها الوَهّاج
يغنيsuffices عَنin place of المصباحthe lamp
يغني عَن المصباح
then its blazing light
Her radiant light
dispenses with the lamp.
Makes lamps unnecessary
سُلافةchoice wine تَبدوappears
سُلافة تَبدو
كَالكَوكَبِlike the star الأَزهرradiant
كَالكَوكَبِ الأَزهر
A choice wine appears
Sulafa appears
like a radiant star;
Like the brightest star
مزاجهاits mixture شَهدhoney
مزاجها شَهد
وَعَرفُهاand its scent عَنبرambergris
وَعَرفُها عَنبر
its blend is honey,
Her temper sweet as honey
and its scent is ambergris.
Her manner fragrant as ambergris
ياoh حَبَّذاhow delightful الوَردthe draught
يا حَبَّذا الوَرد
مِنهاfrom it وَإِنand though أَسكرit intoxicates
مِنها وَإِن أَسكر
Oh, how lovely the draught
How pleasing is the rose
from it, though it intoxicates!
Even if it makes me drunk
قَلبيmy heart بهاby it قَدindeed هاجhas stirred
قَلبي بها قَد هاج
فَماso not تَرانيyou see me صاحsober
فَما تَراني صاح
My heart is stirred by it;
My heart stirred for her
so you never see me sober,
So do not see me crying out
عَنfrom ذَلِكَthat المِنهاجthe path
عَن ذَلِكَ المِنهاج
وَعَنand from هَوىًlove ياO صاحfriend
وَعَن هَوىً يا صاح
turned from that path
From that path
or from love, my friend.
Or passion, oh companion!
وَبيand I am smitten with رَشاًa fawn أَهيفslender-waisted
وَبي رَشاً أَهيف
قَدindeed لَجَّhas persisted فيin بُعديkeeping far from me
قَد لَجَّ في بُعدي
And I am smitten with a slender-waisted fawn
And in me a feathered arrow
who persists in keeping far from me:
That lodged deep within me
بَدرa full moon فَلاso never يخسفis eclipsed
بَدر فَلا يخسف
مِنهُfrom him سَناradiance الخَدِّthe cheek
مِنهُ سَنا الخَدِّ
a full moon—never eclipsed
A full moon that does not wane
is the radiance of his cheek.
With moles upon her cheek
بِلحظهwith his glance المُرهفkeen
بِلحظه المُرهف
يَسطوhe assails عَلىupon الأُسدِthe lions
يَسطو عَلى الأُسدِ
With his keen glance
With a glance that conquers
he assails lions,
Lions as El Hajjaj conquered men
كَسَطوةlike the onslaught of الحَجاجal-Hajjaj
كَسَطوة الحَجاج
فيamong الناسthe people وَالسفاحand al-Saffah
في الناس وَالسفاح
like the onslaught of al-Hajjaj
So you see no escape
and al-Saffah upon the people.
From her conquering glance
فَماso not تَرىyou see مِنany ناجsurvivor
فَما تَرى مِن ناج
مِنfrom لَحظهhis glance السفاحmurderous
مِن لَحظه السفاح
So you see no survivor
Perfume my heart with musk
of his murderous glance.
A heart enchanted, perfumed
عَللsoothed بِالمسكِwith musk
عَلل بِالمسكِ
قَلبيmy heart رَشاa fawn أَحورdark-eyed
قَلبي رَشا أَحور
With musk was soothed
With the softest musk
my heart by a dark-eyed fawn,
And sweetest scent
منعمdelicate المسكِthe skin
منعم المسكِ
ذوpossessing مبسمa smiling mouth أَعطرmost fragrant
ذو مبسم أَعطر
soft of skin,
Watered with musk
with a most fragrant smiling mouth.
And syrup like Kauthar
رَيّاهhis fragrance كَالمسكlike musk
رَيّاه كَالمسك
وَريقهand his saliva كَوثرKawthar, a heavenly river
وَريقه كَوثر
His scent is like musk,
A branch swaying gently
and his saliva is Kawthar.
To which souls submitted
غُصنa bough عَلىupon رَجراجswaying hips
غُصن عَلى رَجراج
طاعَتhave submitted لَهُto him الأَرواحthe souls
طاعَت لَهُ الأَرواح
A bough upon swaying hips,
Blessed be the meadows
to whom souls have submitted.
If souls would submit!
فَحَبَّذاso how delightful الأراجthe fragrance
فَحَبَّذا الأراج
إِنif هبتِblow الأَرواحthe breezes
إِن هبتِ الأَرواح
How lovely the fragrance
Gently, Abul Qasim
if the breezes blow!
Do not rush Abi Hayyan
مَهلاًgently أَباAbu القاسمal-Qasim
مَهلاً أَبا القاسم
عَلىwith أَبيAbu حَيّانHayyan
عَلى أَبي حَيّان
Gently, Abu al-Qasim,
He has no protector
with Abu Hayyan!
From your captivating glances
ماnot إِنat all (emphasis) لَهُfor him عاصمa protector
ما إِن لَهُ عاصم
مِنfrom لَحظكyour glance الفَتانbewitching
مِن لَحظك الفَتان
He has no protector
And your endless estrangement
from your bewitching glance,
Has long caused him anguish
وَهَجركand your estrangement الدائمconstant
وَهَجرك الدائم
قَدindeed طالَhas lasted long بِالهيمانfor the lovesick man
قَد طالَ بِالهيمان
and your constant estrangement
His tears but waves
has lasted long for the lovesick man.
His secret flames alight
فَدَمعهso his tears أَمواجwaves
فَدَمعه أَمواج
وَسرّهand his secret قَدalready لاحhas appeared
وَسرّه قَد لاح
So his tears are waves,
But he does not fret
and his secret has come to light;
Nor obey the flames
لَكنهbut he ماnot عاجturned aside
لَكنه ما عاج
وَلاnor أَطاعobeyed اللاحthe reprover
وَلا أَطاع اللاح
yet he has not turned aside
Oh Lord of confusion
nor obeyed the reprover.
Tormented by the winds
ياoh رُبَّmany a ذيpossessor of بُهتانslander
يا رُبَّ ذي بُهتان
يعذلreproves فيfor الراحwine
يعذل في الراح
Oh, many a slanderer
And love of gazelles
reproves me for wine
I warded off the winds
وَفيand for هَوىlove الغُزلانthe gazelles
وَفي هَوى الغُزلان
دافَعتI fended off بِالراحwith the palm
دافَعت بِالراح
and for loving gazelles.
And said no repose
I fended him off with my palm
From this, oh my healer,
وَقُلتand I said لاno سُلوانforgetting
وَقُلت لا سُلوان
عَنof ذاكَthat ياO لاحيmy reprover
عَن ذاكَ يا لاحي
and said, "No forgetting
Seven faced wreath bearer
that, my reprover!"
It is the death of joys
سَبعseven الوجوهthe faces وَالتاجand the crown
سَبع الوجوه وَالتاج
هِيَthey مُنيةُthe desire الأَفراحcelebrations
هِيَ مُنيةُ الأَفراح
The seven faces and the crown
So choose for me, oh glass blower,
are what celebrations desire;
A goblet and cups
فَاِختَرso choose ليfor me ياO زجّاجglassmaker
فَاِختَر لي يا زجّاج
قمصالqamṣāl (unclear term) وَزوجand a pair أَقداحgoblets
قمصال وَزوج أَقداح
so choose for me, O glassmaker,
a qamṣāl and a pair of goblets.
Partial English translation: 52 of 54 Arabic lines translated.
Sol 6.1